And if it so be that you should labor all your days in crying repentance unto this people, and bring, save it be one soul unto me, how great shall be your joy with him in the kingdom of my Father!
- D&C 18:15
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Monday, February 6, 2017
Take Some Time
I remember the first time that I subflexed or disclocated my knee. I was playing around with my Brother at his house in Eastern Utah. We were wrestling, or something, and while flipping me over I felt the most painful sensation I've ever had in my leg, which is saying something, because I've broken quite a few bones. I was wearing jeans, so you couldn't see the knee out of place, but I didn't want to ride in an ambulance that night, so I laid there for the next 20 minutes or so until it slipped back into place. Let me tell you, that was painful, but the recovery didn't seem as long or as hard as this time around. Trying to rush a recovery is like speeding in a school zone. Why the heck do you think it's a good idea? My knee will not heal any faster or any healthier if I'm forcing it to be healthy. This is the monologue I've been giving myself for the past week. As much as I want to not be on crutches, I have to be on crutches for a while. It is what it is.
Even with a bum knee, the work must go on, and the Lord has been gracious. We were referred this week to a lady who has been studying about the church for 8 years now. Half of her family are LDS, the other half is Catholic, and she's somewhere in the middle. But after a brief conversation she decided that she was all in, and that she wanted to be a full-fledged member of the church. It was a nice blessing from heaven, a little nod form the Lord that he appreciates what Elder M and I are doing. In the past three weeks we've almost double our investigator pool, and the world is a bright and happy place. Somehow, in the midst of trial, at the dregs of weight, there is always a hope that shines brightly before us, and that light grows brighter and brighter until the perfect day.
Testimony is a wonderful thing. On the first Sunday of the month we have the opportunity to hear the testimonies of many believers during our sacrament meetings. Some people say they share their testimony, others give one, but it is important to bear a testimony. The word bear shows how we earn a testimony. When we are bearing something, it is heavy. There is weight being put upon our shoulders. Being borne takes a great amount of pressure, and it is not always easy to do. During the hardest times of our lives, when we have the most to be borne, that is when a testimony is most crucial. Bearing the testimony is not only what endures us through bearing a trial, but it is also the result of the trial. Think after a crucible. In a small instrument there is a great amount of force and pressure happening, creating a specific, correct result. Just like in Arthur Miller's play, the Crucible, after John Proctor's long line of persecution, trail, betrayal, what is left in him is truth, and right. A testimony is truth itself, accompanied by a witness of the spirit. It is the result of the trial of our faith. Somebody needs our testimony. It is the nature of the gospel that once we go through our own gethsemane, we are to become the angel that strengthens in someone else's gethsemane. When Enos knew his sins were forgiven, he began to work upon the welfare of his brothers, and even his enemies. The greater feeling of testimony we have, the stronger desire we will have to act upon it. Jesus Christ is the testimony. He is a burden. We are yoked upon him. However, his burden is easy, and his yoke is light. A yoke is not a traditionally light thing, and a burden is not easy. But it is when we covenant with Christ, because he has already gone through the olive press, and has endured the crucible. He is the source of truth and light. Looking towards the savior brings us a constant witness of truth.